Xuan Yan was extremely vigilant. He suddenly sat up, his heart uneasy.
He jumped off the bed and went to the window to look outside.
The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. The eaves were cold like water.
Under the frosty moonlight, a slender man stood. He was bending over, panting slightly. He had just experienced a silent and violent cough.
On his back, a long sword hung diagonally.
Rather than calling it a sword, it was more appropriate to call it a scimitar. The blade was curved like a dancing flame, but also like a vicious living snake ready to pounce.
It was sheathless.
The blade of the sword was pressed tightly against his thin but sturdy back. As his body swayed, the sharp blade rubbed against his back, making people worry that it might accidentally cut off what little flesh he had.
"Who is it … …"
"Have you come to kill me?"
"Then you're looking down on my Xuan Family too much!"
Finding such a sickly person to deal with me?
Xuan Yan pursed his lips, feeling that he should be more difficult to kill.
But thinking about it carefully, the Xuan Family had completely fallen. The backup plan that his grandfather had arranged for a long time had not been seen. Other than the somewhat stupid Miss Yuan, he, as a six-foot orphan, had no one to rely on.
Even if the other side randomly sent an assassin, as long as he had no one to protect him, he could only stretch out his neck to be killed.
"So this sickly person is enough."
Xuan Yan gave up on himself.
"Who is it!"
Cynanchum Chinense, who was on night duty, jumped up first.
She had noticed the newcomer long ago, but that person had been quietly squatting on the eaves. At first, she wanted to see what the other's purpose was, but after waiting for a while, that person still did not move. Cynanchum Chinense finally lost her patience.
When that person saw Cynanchum Chinense jump onto the roof, he actually grinned, revealing eight white teeth in the moonlight.
"I am called Yuanshan. Yuan as in the abyss, Shan as in the mountain peak."
This should have been a very amiable scene. Although his face was pale, he was still somewhat handsome. Unfortunately, smiling and talking seemed to use up his strength. Immediately, it was followed by a violent cough.
Cynanchum Chinense waited for a long time before seeing that he had finally calmed down.
"He's quite sick."
Xuan Yan commented inwardly.
This kind of assassin, that Great Swordsman Third Young Master Shen, who was more arrogant than Zhu Jie and Yuan Weili, should be able to deal with him.
"So what do you want to do?"
Cynanchum Chinense was getting impatient.
Who would be interested in chatting with a sickly person in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?
Yuan Shan finally stopped coughing and said with a bitter smile, "I … I'm here to pick up Young Master Xuan."
He composed himself, "I have been entrusted by Lord Xuan to escort Young Master Xuan back to his hometown. We were supposed to meet at the Ten Thousand Sages Bureau, but unfortunately, I was one step too late. Miss Yuan had already brought Young Master Xuan here. I can only take the liberty to chase after you. Please don't take offense, Miss. "
So my grandfather really did have a backup plan!
Although he was just a sickly person!
Tears welled up in Xuan Yan's eyes. He knew that he wasn't abandoned by his family. Instead, he was the only hope for survival. After all these years, Grandpa still had a plan.
Even if this sickly man was as unreliable as the silly girl, at least they were sincere.
Xuan Yan couldn't wait to run out and shout, "I'll go with you."
But as a young man, he still suppressed this impulse.
Now that he had come to this damned place, his fate was no longer up to him to decide. That "Great Swordsman" would definitely have his own ideas. What needed now was for the sickly man and the Great Swordsman to negotiate. His own opinion was insignificant.
Only well-behaved children could live to the end.
Grandpa had taught him that since he was young.
"What? You want to take that child away? "
Cynanchum Chinense was quite happy to hear this news.
This had nothing to do with the Abandoned Sword Villa. Her master was not a meddlesome person. If someone took Xuan Yan away, she couldn't ask for more.
However …
Cynanchum Chinense's gaze swept up and down Yuan Shan's person. She couldn't help but look down on him a little.
His face was sickly and his spirit was dispirited. Could such a person really protect that child? Moreover, this person's origin was unknown. God knew if he was really entrusted by the Xuan family. What if he was here to deceive people and silence them?
Cynanchum Chinense didn't care about Xuan Yan's life or death. But since her master had spoken and agreed to send the child back to his hometown, then this was the responsibility of the Abandoned Sword Villa. Of course, she had to check.
"You said that you were entrusted by the Xuan family. What evidence do you have?"
When Xuan Yan went to the Bureau of Thousands of Sages, he left a token.
Yuan Shan laughed dryly and said, "At that time, Old Master Xuan gave me half of a jade annulus. He said that it was a token to save someone in the future. He and Miss Yuan of the Bureau of Thousands of Sages would each take half and put them together to prove my identity."
The token was like a pledge of love. Cynanchum Chinense said disdainfully, "Then hurry up and take it out!"
"But that day I coughed badly and didn't have any money left, so my companion sold this jade annulus to buy medicinal soup. Now it's really not easy to find it back …"
What the hell? You're so poor that you don't have money to buy medicine. How can you still be alive and kicking now?
Cynanchum Chinense raised her eyebrows, "Boy, are you here to make fun of me?"
"No, no."
Yuan Shan shook his head quickly and couldn't help but cough again.
After he stopped, he gasped and said, "In addition to this jade annulus, Old Master Xuan also has a code word. Please ask Miss Yuan of the Bureau of Thousands of Sages to come out and match it."
This Old Master Xuan probably knew that Yuan Shan was unreliable, so he had double insurance.
In addition to the jade annulus, there was also a code word.
"Then why didn't you say so earlier?"
Cynanchum Chinense frowned and went back to wake Miss Yuan up so that she could come out and reply.
Miss Yuan was also confused. Thinking back, there was indeed a code word on the jade annulus. It said that the person who could match the code word would be the master that Xuan Tianwei found to protect his grandson. However, she didn't expect anyone to stand out at this time, so she didn't wait and came to ask Shen Zhenyi for help.
Now, in the limelight of the masters in Xuantian City, who could surpass the Third Young Master Shen?
She didn't expect him to be so trustworthy and chase her all the way here.
Miss Yuan thought for a long time before she finally remembered the code word. She hesitated and said, "Actually, the code word is just a cross. I said the first five words …"
"Life and death are not up to the heavens!"
Before she finished speaking, Yuan Shan had already answered.
Cynanchum Chinense glared at him, "I already said that Miss Yuan said the first sentence."
Yuan Shan coughed and spread his hands to indicate that he was wrong.
Miss Yuan smiled bitterly and nodded, "He is right. The first sentence is that life and death are not up to the heavens. Then, please say the next sentence."
What kind of stupid code word was this?
Yuan Shan didn't care. He coughed a few times and said proudly with a stern expression, "The next five words are …"
"Only ask One Sword Deity!"
Life and death are not up to the heavens, only ask One Sword Deity!
For the sake of his grandson's chance of survival, Xuan Tianwei really did his best.
He could defy fate, only ask for one sword!
As long as the Sword Deity made a move, he could keep his grandson Xuan Yan's life!
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